chapter 11

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Cole's pov
"I'm so sorry!" Says the maid.
    "no it's really my fault I should have seen were I was going." I say. I can hear Annie giggling in the background.
     "Stop laughing Annie!" I say seeing her hugging Alana.
     "That was hilarious you have to admit it Cole." She says giggling the entire time. Alana giggles. The maid speaks up
    "Your new mother requests your presence in the dinning room for breakfast I came to escort you there since u don't know where it is."
    "Oh well then we must get going I'm starving." Says Annie. We head down and we all gasp at how beautiful it is. There's a crystal chandelier with gilded ceilings. The dining table is long and made of furnished wood. There are 5 table places set. All the utensils and plates are porcelain. I see the woman who killed my mother sitting at the head of the table with a soft, kind receiving smile the only difference was her eyes they were gray blue. I see Annie at the corner of my eye turn her smile into a straight set line. I know she is only masking the anger and sadness beneath her serious face. I'll comfort her after breakfast.
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Annie's pov
I see that horrid woman at the head of the table. She has a kind face. How can she look like that when I had seen her a few days before with a crazed bloodthirsty face. Ugh I hate her but I won't say anything or else she may kill me or Cole or Alana. We sit down at the table. We have Nutella crepes with hash browns (😑), eggs and bacon. It's really good and I let out a sigh.
     "It was delicious wasn't it?" Ask the woman.
       "Yes it was" Cole, Alana and I say at the same time. We giggle at that.
    "Well I must introduce myself since I haven't yet. I am Mary and I'm sorry you had to see me kill ur mother but sometimes my yandere half comes out and I have to kill for my senpai. It's horrible I've been trying to hold her back for so long but I couldnt," she burst into tears
      "I am so sorry but I will treat you kids as my own and you will feel loved I promise you that." She says sobbing but puts on a kind, soft smile.
     "Oh so you have a split personality disorder or something?" I ask
     "yes my dear I am sorry sometimes I cant control it so I have to warn you that if I act crazy just lock yourselfs in your rooms they are all connected." Mary says.
      "Oh" Cole says. Alana eats quietly not saying a word the entire time. After breakfast Cole and Alana go exploring the mansion. I run up to my room and find my backpack under my bed. I search for my blade. I always knew I would need this one day. I grab a towel and shove it in my mouth. I step into the shower and start cutting at my skin. Each mark for every time I see my mother's dead body and how I should have helped her and tried to care about her more. She had always been drunk since my father's death. I start crying but not because of the pain no because I could have been a better daughter I could have done something and because I did nothing to stop all the abuse and hatred. I hear a knock on my door and quickly wash away the blood and hide the blade. I put my panic! at the disco hoodie on and open the door. Cole is there with a smile. He sees the tears in my eyes and he scans me from head to toe with worry in his eyes. He notices the blood on my sleeve, grabs my arm and pushes my sleeve up.
     "What tha hell did you do? Annie are you OK?!" He asks all the worry seeping out.
      "I-im fine... you don't have to worry...  I accidentally scratched my self on ...some.....Um rose thorns... yea rose thorns!" I mutter stuttering.        
      "Annie you can't hide anything from me you should know that by know. Tell me what's wrong." He says pulling me into a hug and sitting me on my bed.    
         "It's just I knew my mother was going through depression since my father died but I never once cared and had rebelled against her making her life harder. All I did was make it worse it's all my fault she got drunk. And then when she started being abusive I calmed myself further and sometimes started cutting. All the guilt turned to depression. And ever since then I have put on a fake smile and pretended my life was great but in reality it's horrible. Even before my mom turned like that I had been sad or depressed because my father would sometimes come home drunk. He would abuse us and have no memory of doing so. It was horrible..." I say crying. He strokes my hair and just hugs me. It's really comforting.   
     "Annie it wasn't your fault being a teen it's natural to be a little rebellious. Don't blame yourself and don't cut yourself. If you ever need to talk you know you can talk to me I'll always be there for you." We spend the next few hours in his room playing GTA. I always lose cuz honestly I suck. We get bored of it and watch InuYasha the final act. I rest my head on his shoulder and soon I drift off to sleep.
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So yea I'm still kinda mad and suicidal from last night so I did this chapter don't ask my life sucks it's not as bad as Annie's but it's bad and it ruined me.

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